所属专辑:The Times They Are A-Changin’
歌手: Bob Dylan
时长: 04:31
Artist:bob dylan[00:00:01]
Songs Title:north country blues[00:00:01]
Come gather round friends[00:00:05]
And Ill tell you a tale[00:00:07]
Of when the red iron pits ran plenty [00:00:11]
But the cardboard filled windows[00:00:16]
And old men on the benches[00:00:19]
Tell you now that the whole town is empty [00:00:22]
In the north end of town [00:00:30]
My own children are grown[00:00:32]
But I was raised on the other [00:00:37]
In the wee hours of youth [00:00:43]
My mother took sick[00:00:46]
And I was brought up by my brother [00:00:50]
The iron ore poured[00:00:57]
As the years passed the door [00:00:58]
The drag lines an the shovels they was a-humming [00:01:03]
Til one day my brother[00:01:08]
Failed to come home[00:01:11]
The same as my father before him [00:01:15]
Well a long winters wait [00:01:22]
From the window I watched [00:01:25]
My friends they couldnt have been kinder [00:01:29]
And my schooling was cut[00:01:34]
As I quit in the spring[00:01:36]
To marry john thomas a miner [00:01:41]
Oh the years passed again[00:01:48]
And the givin was good [00:01:50]
With the lunch bucket filled every season [00:01:55]
What with three babies born [00:02:01]
The work was cut down[00:02:03]
To a half a days shift with no reason [00:02:07]
Then the shaft was soon shut[00:02:15]
And more work was cut [00:02:17]
And the fire in the air it felt frozen [00:02:21]
Til a man come to speak[00:02:27]
And he said in one week[00:02:30]
That number eleven was closin [00:02:34]
They complained in the east [00:02:42]
They are paying too high [00:02:45]
They say that your ore aint worth digging [00:02:49]
That its much cheaper down[00:02:55]
In the south american towns[00:02:58]
Where the miners work almost for nothing [00:03:02]
So the mining gates locked[00:03:11]
And the red iron rotted[00:03:13]
And the room smelled heavy from drinking [00:03:17]
Where the sad silent song[00:03:24]
Made the hour twice as long[00:03:26]
As I waited for the sun to go sinking [00:03:31]
I lived by the window[00:03:37]
As he talked to himself [00:03:39]
This silence of tongues it was building [00:03:43]
Then one mornings wake [00:03:49]
The bed it was bare [00:03:52]
And is left alone with three children [00:03:57]
The summer is gone [00:04:03]
The grounds turning cold [00:04:05]
The stores one by one theyre a-foldin [00:04:09]
My children will go[00:04:16]
As soon as they grow [00:04:18]
Well there aint nothing here now to hold them[00:04:23]